Sofia and Michelle returned a few minutes later with smiles on their faces, and I raised a brow at Sofia. She grinned, then nodded as if she knew exactly what I was asking, and I smiled.
"Yes!" I hissed, keeping my voice low, and Nolan chuckled. "What?"
"Nothing. It's sweet how happy you are."
"Well, of course. I like Sofia. And just think—now she's no longer limited to a human lifespan!"
When a supe and a human were fated mates, the human got to share the supe's lifespan, so Sofia would now live for as long as Michelle.
Nolan blinked, as if he hadn't thought of that, then smiled. "You're right."
"So, how did you two lovebirds meet?" Jake, the man in the sole human couple, asked, and it took me a moment to realize he was talking to us.
I grinned. "At Nolan's bar," I said, smiling up at my dragon.
"Yeah. Where he spent a few hours mooning at him," Sofia teased, making my cheeks flush.
"I did not!" I protested as Nolan tugged me closer, and I could feel the satisfaction rolling off of him without needing to use my sight.
"Then he got drunk, and I took him to my place," Nolan said, a smile in his voice.
"Yup! And I curled up with his dogs and cats and had the best sleep."
The others gave us wide-eyed looks, and I snickered as Nolan shook his head.
"Don't say it like that. I made the couch for him, but when I woke up, I found him in the dog bed."
The others laughed, and I grinned as my cheeks heated up.
"Hey, they were very warm and sweet. This one didn't invite me tohisbed, so it was his fault."
Nolan leaned closer and brushed his lips over my cheek. I turned to look at him, and his green eyes were warm and full of love. "You're always welcome in my bed."
I smiled, then pressed my lips to his, tuning out the wolf whistles and cheers as I sank into him. Fuck, I loved this man so damn much.
Nolan
We slid into the sleeping bag later that night and discovered it was quite a cozy fit. We could sleep without it—neither of us was susceptible to cold—but we had to keep up the pretense in case one of the humans caught sight of us. The tent had a zipper, but it opened from both sides, and I'd learned long ago to not take such risks.
"This is nice," Zamir murmured as he slid his leg between mine, his brown eyes soft as they gazed into mine.
I hummed as I cupped his cheeks, my thumbs rubbing over his soft, wiry beard. He gazed at me with such love... how had I lucked out into finding someone like him? Someone so bright and full of love, someone who made me smile every day, who loved my fur children as much as I did—maybe more.
"Nolan," he murmured, his voice low and needy, and I kissed him, holding his face between my palms as I brushed my lips against his.
He slid closer, and his cock hardened as it pressed against my hip. I slid my tongue into his mouth, and hummed at his sweetness. We'd eaten s'mores before we called it a night, and I could still taste the chocolate on him.
I slid my hand down his neck, to his strong, firm back, and pulled him close, leaving no space between us.
Zamir rocked against me, a soft grunt escaping into my mouth as he rubbed his erection against my hip. I wanted to pull back, to take his pants off and take him into my mouth, but I couldn't. The supes would hear us, and this tent was far too small for what I wanted to do to him. Zamir's sounds, his scent, his need, it all belonged to me, and I wouldn't share.
I softened the kiss, slowed it down as I rubbed my hand up and down his side. Slowly—reluctantly—I pulled back, and Zamir whined as I reached for me, his warm palm sliding over my neck.
"Nolan," he whined, and I couldn't resist giving him another soft kiss.
"We should sleep," I murmured against his lips, and he sighed, but didn't protest. I imagined he didn't want to give anyone a show either.
Slowly, he relaxed in my arms, though his leg stayed between mine. I didn't mind. I liked having him close.
